Officially New Jersians

Brian finally registered the cars. After 18 months of being here, the government officially knows we're here. Up until now I liked to think I kept them guessing: If a cop pulled me over he would have found insurance, registration, and liscense all from different states. Still, it might have marked me as a terrorist at worst or a bail-jumper at least. That's why I was always very careful to drive the speed limit around here (especially since the police department is only one mile away).
I guess it's time to admit that Jersey is home. I know it won't surprise many to learn that I've had a hard time learnig to love Jersey but here are a few things I do love, in spite of myself:

• I love our cul-de-sac. I love that the kids can just go out and play--even Apollo--and I don't have to worry about cars, strangers, etc. And all the kids in our sac are so nice and everyone gets along (mostly).
• I love how our whole neighborhood has parks and running paths and the elementary school right inside. It just feels like a family neighborhood.
• I love the school the kids go to. It isn't perfect but there are so many resources for helping my kids be successful. I know our hefty property taxes pay for it, but you have to have the right people to make it work.
• You don't have to pump your own gas. Which I love, especially in the winter.

OK, that's not a lot--but I'm trying.

Just to help things along, it snowed today....Everything looks better in black and white....Apollo saw the geese on the lake: "Look at the penguins, Mom."

"Oh, those are geese."

"No. It's snowing. They're penguins." I guess it's pretty cool to live where there are penguins....